Disapointment

I looked for you today, but I was disappointed. You haven’t been here for quite some time now. I don’t look every day, mainly because I can’t take not seeing you. No matter how many times I tell myself that you won’t be here, inevitably I get my hopes up, and then when I realize you really aren’t here it’s like a slap in the face. I know you’re mad at me. I know it’s my fault. I just want to see you again. I just want to be your friend. I would be more than that if I could be.

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